coobybook Chapter 325
Chapter 325
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is the wedding day of Prince Rui Yinqi and Prince Yi Yinxiang.
Red silk was unfurled, gongs and drums roared. The streets and alleys of the capital were dyed a festive red, and everywhere was filled with a joyful atmosphere. The gates of Prince Rui's and Prince Yi's mansions were crowded with guests, and the sound of congratulations echoed one after another.
Inside Prince Rui's residence, Yinqi, clad in his opulent wedding attire, stood tall and straight, his face etched with excitement and anticipation. He frequently glanced toward the palace gate, eagerly anticipating the arrival of the bridal sedan. As the procession returned, accompanied by the resounding cry of "The groom has arrived!" Yinqi took a deep breath, adjusted his attire, and strode toward the sedan. The curtains of the sedan lightly parted, a thrill stirring in Yinqi's heart. Cautiously, he reached out, took his wife's hand, and, surrounded by the crowd, slowly entered the palace.
Meanwhile, inside Prince Yi's residence, Yinxiang, equally overjoyed, welcomed his wife. Unlike Yinqi's reserved demeanor, Yinxiang's smile shone brightly. He personally ushered his wife from the bridal sedan, and hand in hand, they slowly stepped onto the red-carpeted path. The palace was lavishly decorated with lanterns and streamers, highlighting Prince Yi's distinguished status.
As the auspicious hour arrived, the two palaces simultaneously held their wedding ceremonies. Yinqi and his wife, Yinxiang and his wife, each solemnly bowed before the heavenly and earthly halls, vowing to remain together for life. Following the ceremony, a lively wedding banquet ensued.
Guests toasted, offering their best wishes to the two princes and their wives. After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere grew increasingly lively. Yinqi and Yinxiang, always close brothers, now gazed from afar at their respective wedding banquets, their eyes filled with blessings and joy for each other. They moved among the guests, thanking them for coming and their well wishes.
As the night deepened, the wedding banquet concluded amidst laughter and joy. Yinqi and Yinxiang were escorted to their respective bridal chambers. The flickering red candles illuminated the happy faces of the newlyweds. From then on, they would join hands with their wives, embarking on a new chapter in their lives and spending the rest of their lives together.
Red candles flickering
Yin Qi gently grasped the wedding scale, his fingertips trembling slightly as he lifted the bride's red veil. In the flickering candlelight, he captured Fu Jin's downcast brows and rosy cheeks. She looked away like a frightened deer, the pearl tassels at her temples swaying with each subtle movement, casting a golden and crimson hue across the room. "From now on, I will be Fu Jin's companion, year after year." Yin Qi's throat tightened as he clumsily handed the teacup to her. The warm tea rippled in the white jade cup, reflecting the uneasy emotions of both of them.
Next door, in Prince Yi's mansion, Yinxiang had long since thrown all propriety to the wind. As soon as his red veil was lifted, he grasped his wife's hand and spoke rapidly, "Finally, this day has come! You were always avoiding me in the embroidery building these past few days, and I thought..." Before he could finish his words, his wife spat shyly, her fingertips pointing at his chest: "Your Highness, you talk too much when you're drunk." A sudden, silvery laugh echoed from within the room, startling the night birds perched on the eaves.
The midnight drum sounded, and the lights in the two palaces gradually dimmed. Outside Prince Rui's palace, the night watchmen, wrapped tightly in their cloaks, couldn't help but whisper, "I heard Prince Rui was so nervous during the day that he knocked over his teacup?" "That's nothing. Prince Yi even tied his wedding dress belt backwards!" Before they could finish their words, the night watchman's call echoed in the distance, startling the two men into silence, continuing to guard this rare peace and sweetness in the night.
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The morning light streamed through the window lattice, making the golden lotus flowers on the wedding curtains appear even brighter. Yinqi rubbed his aching neck and sat up from the couch. Last night, worried about Fu Jin's discomfort, he had insisted on sleeping beside her fully clothed. His lower back still ached. Turning his head, he saw Fu Jin dressing in front of a bronze mirror. Her long black hair flowed like a waterfall. The jade pendant he had secretly given her the night before, tied to a new red string around her wrist, shone warmly in the morning light.
The aroma wafted from the kitchen of Prince Yi's mansion. Yinxiang, slipping on his slippers and tying his shirt crookedly, slipped into the back kitchen to steal some snacks. He caught his wife tiptoeing to reach for a steamer, the jade hairpin in her hair swaying with her movements. He approached silently, wrapping his arms around her from behind: "My wife, this is for the servants." Fu Jin's cheeks flushed, and she pressed a plate of osmanthus cake into his hands: "You're the only one who's greedy." They smiled at each other, the morning light casting a hazy golden hue on them.
The stewards of the two mansions came with the gift list to report on the state ceremony, but they saw the usually serious Prince Rui clumsily pinning flowers on the concubine's head. The hairpin slipped off several times, and the concubine smiled softly with her hands covering her lips; while the usually free and easy Prince Yi was half-kneeling on the ground, carefully tying the ribbon of the concubine's embroidered shoes, and he was not even aware of the steward's approach.
As the sun rose higher, the people of the capital noticed that, for the first time ever, the two princes had not attended court. The streets and alleys filled with gossip, filled with envy for the two beautiful couples. A teahouse storyteller banged his gavel and began his vivid tale: "Look at these two princes..." Before he even finished speaking, the audience cheered, and the rustling of willow catkins outside the window spread this sweet story even further.